Yy'ing (killing) Time...

[Saek tr'Vosh 0]

Vosh stared straight ahead as t’Aehjae and r’Tor each received their respective lashes. It did not surprise him that the Khre'riov had chosen his new dheno officer to administer the initial beatings. It was an excellent test of fortitude and strength for the new errein. Besides, he knew she would save the most personal punishments for herself. And Ma'Lyn feeding her to squids was as about as personl as io could get. Still, 40 lashes was a LOT of lashes. Add to that Vixens punishment and he wondered if she would be able to handle all of it. He could very well end up being recruited to fill in. It would na bring him pleasure. Although he knew Ma'Lyn would na believe him, he had na desire to whip him. Now, he would like to repay him for the shot in the br'tehh...but na like...this.

 

The crack of the whip transported him back mentally to another time...another place...but that time...he was na a spectator.

 

The crimson guard were the elite of the academy. Average need na apply. Vosh had heard many success stories regarding former members...Khre'riov's... Politicians...Diplomats. The plan was to use their membership to bolster his credentials. The plan went horribly wrong.

 

Vosh had completed the rush portion of their membership drive. His parents status had secured him a slot on the potential list. However, the ultimate decision would lie in the hands of the guard members themsleves. Things were going well...until the hazing...that NEVER happened...got out of control. Of the 6 potential members, only 2 would be accepted. Vosh had met all 15 of the members. The two graduating members were like night and day. One was arguably, the largest Rihan Vosh had ever seen...while the other was slightly smaller than Vosh. However, the latter more than made up for his size with his attitude. Vosh wondered how the rude Rihan had ever made into the CG to begin with. Could have been his parents bought his way in...in any event...he was there...and in Vosh's way.

 

The final test was a simple test of courage...hold a blade of grass in aus teeth while a Guard Member used a whip to cut it in half...without flinching. The first two failed when the whip cracked a few centimeters from their face and they recoiled almost involuntarily. As Vosh stepped up for his turn, he heard murmuring from the line. He stood motionless as the smaller Rihan took the whip...and muttered something. Suddenly, Vosh felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He saw green blood flowing freely from his head. He reached up to find the remnants of his right ear. The other members all crowded in to see what had happened. Then, the larger of the graduating Rihans pushed through the crowd, reached down and handed Vosh...his ear. The look he gave him was io of concern and possible aggravation at his counterpart. When Vosh saw the smaller Rihan laughing about the incident...he lost control. Before the Rihan could respond, Vosh had stormed over to him and in io deft move, struck him in the throat..crushing his larnyx. The Rihan stumbled back..making some gurgling noises and reaching for someio to help him. He fell to his knees..clutching his throat..and began to turn a pale blue. Just before he passed out, Vosh took a small kaleh and cut a small hole just below the injury...and placed a drinking straw in the opening. It was something he had seen his father do in a restaurant a few years earlier. Of course, his father was trained. When the color returned to the Rihans face, Vosh knew he had succeeded. But what was to become of him.

 

Vosh got up without a word and headed back to the main hall for medical attention himself. He did na know what would happen..but he knew he had to get his ear reattached soon if he wanted to save it.

 

The ear was reattached successfully. When Vosh returned to the CG dorm, he found several members in the main hall. They told him that nothing would be spoken of what had happened and that the rude Rihan had sought treatment and would be fine. However, given the circumstances, his application was going to be denied. Vosh nodded and left the dorm without a word. It was na the first time his temper had got him in trouble...He suspected it would na be the last.

 

 

Vosh stood tugging on his right ear lobe as the memory faded as fast as it had come. t'Vixen was being taken to the post. He had thought he would na mind seeing her get hers...but given her current condition, it was na enjoyable either...pity.

Edited June 25, 2004 by Saek tr'Vosh